A year has passed in the blink of an eye, and when Chao Tianzi's serious illness does not improve, and when it is serious, he will lie in bed for a long time, and he will not even go to the court.

Although the doctors, witch doctors, and masters recruited by the imperial city posted a list, although they all prescribed many prescriptions to the emperor according to their own ideas, and used up the world's precious medicinal materials, but the Son of Heaven's illness did not improve except that it became more serious.

The Son of Heaven was angry, angry, and his body became weaker and weaker. He pointed the finger at the recruited masters, killed a hundred people, and executed a few useless Jianghu Langzhong, only to stop the idea of many "masters" eager to try.

Immediately afterwards, the Son of Heaven lost confidence in the imperial doctors in the palace and the doctors outside the palace. He began to set his sights on Taoist sorcerers, shamans, and Buddhist monks......

All of a sudden, the atmosphere of the Manchurian Dynasty was treacherous. Everyone is talking in private, or in their own mansions, is this Tang Dynasty going to change? Or is the soul of the old man back?

"Shhhh

"I was careless. ”

I am afraid that such conversations have been staged several times in the mansions of many people, and they are all judging the situation and deliberating whether the sky will rain unforeseen storms, and they can hurry up to the next immortal boat.

The atmosphere in the palace was tense, but the ordinary people outside the palace and many aristocratic sons who only liked to travel in the mountains and rivers were not disturbed by this critical situation.

Chang'an is still the city that can't be seen in one day. The city is full of literati and, green tiles and red walls, and even those ordinary people who are doing business are different from other places, they know how to enjoy themselves and know how to rest.

The fire trees and silver flowers never sleep, and the sheng song and man dance sigh the red dust. The second floor is full of silk and bamboo tunes, and Brother Gongzi is drunk. The dancers are in a posture, and the kabuki is singing like a yellow warbler chirping.

In this way, it has become the favorite of many princes and nobles, and when there is nothing to do, I like to go to these two restaurants for a drink and call a few friends to accompany me.

In this year, the farce of Huo Lanyuan and Shen Qingjun's wedding day was gradually forgotten. Although many people still remember the strange monk, almost no one will talk about him anymore.

They are all saying now: "If you marry a wife, you should marry Shen Qingjun." ”

It is said that Shen Qingjun married into the Huo Mansion, and with the expectation and support of his in-laws, he took care of the affairs of the Huo Mansion in an orderly manner, and no matter who saw it, he couldn't find a trace of mistake.

Gradually, the whole Huo Mansion also obeyed this hostess. Even though many people still have doubts and mustards about her after the farce of that day, seeing that she is so virtuous, they can't help but have nothing to say.

Of course, this is not the place where other sons of the family envy Huo Lanyuan the most to marry a wife, what they envy even more is that even if Huo Lanyuan is nostalgic for the restaurant, does not return all night, and marries a few concubines to enter the door, but the hostess of the house does not say a word, just does her part.

This is truly a wonderful woman!

Look at your own tigress again? Just touched the hand of the beautiful maid, and those eyes widened, as if they were going to swallow them alive, and they couldn't be provoked, and they couldn't be provoked.

"Young lady, the young master stayed at Tingyuxuan yesterday. ”

The maidservant Qinghuan angrily kicked the fallen leaves all over the yard, and said to Shen Qingjun, who was sitting on the stone bench embroidering brocade.

"Young lady, you are not in a hurry at all. This lord and lady saw that your stomach had not moved all day, and they were in a hurry. I called you over for three days and two times to preach, but how can I blame you?

Giving birth to such a thing, we women can do it alone, and we have to cooperate with the young master! But he is good, the days of coming to us are numbered. Either staying in Tingyuxuan or staying in Yuexian Tower, drunk and dreaming of death, forgetting the present, so comfortable. ”

Shen Qingjun saw that the little maid was so angry that her face was bulging, like a pepper to the sky, she couldn't help but laugh and giggle a few times.

Qing Huan saw that the master was laughing at her, and stomped her feet in shame, "Young lady, why are you still embroidering, if you leave me alone, you will be angry." If it was another wife, those women would have been driven out of the house a long time ago. Only you, young lady, don't fight or rob, isn't this a word to those women, let them bully you!"

Shen Qingjun is plain face to the sky, no powder, but apricot eyes are watery, eye waves are pretty, and the skin is fair and smooth, which is a good foundation laid since childhood, she put down the handkerchief in her hand and drank warm tea, "If he doesn't come, I will also enjoy purity." If those women were willing to serve him for me, I would be at ease. ”

Qing Huan seemed to be dissatisfied with his master's discouragement, and while pouring tea for her, he persuaded her vigorously: "But you didn't see the appearance of Mrs. Qingluan, every gesture is imitating your manners." I saw her yesterday, and she also wore your favorite green coat, young lady, it's really unusual!

She is something, she dares to call herself 'Madam', and she still follows your example to charm the young master. Young lady, you are a lady, you are extraordinary, she is just a vulgar fan, and she is also out of red dust, and she dares to compare with you young lady, it is really beyond her strength. ”

Shen Qingjun seemed to be very thirsty, drinking tea cup after cup, she looked at the plum trees in the yard in a good mood, and smiled, "But I think that Qingluan is a beauty, if she doesn't wear so much makeup, she should look even better." As the saying goes, 'Chromophobia too.' 'This beauty can even eat two more bowls of rice in front of her! I am glad to see it, let alone a man.' ”

"But didn't the young lady notice? This Qingluan lady's eyebrows and eyes look very much like you. If the young lady picks it up, powders her lips and rubs some rouge. Can this young master's heart still be in your heart? As long as the young lady fights for him, the young master's soul will naturally be captured. ”

Qing Huan tried his best to persuade him, and said to Shen Qingjun one by one: "Young lady, you don't know, that Mrs. Qingluan is arrogant, and she has long since stopped taking your identity as the lord in her eyes. Even her handmaidens have to crush us everywhere. Her personal maid Rong Hua is even more arrogant, her head is twisted so high, she always looks at us with her nose. ”

Shen Qingjun felt that the description of the little maid was very interesting, she was holding tea in her mouth, but she shook her body and laughed, so that the tea almost spilled.

After a moment, she cleared her throat and was serious, "Is there such a thing?"

"Yo, Qingluan, look, isn't this my sister?" Between the words, a coquettish tone came, and a voice with a hanging voice came.

The two looked over and saw a purple cloth twisting her waist and walking over, followed by a woman in green clothes, and a few little maidservants.

The two people who walked in the forefront, one was Qingluan, the master of Tingyuxuan, and the other was Zi Kite, the master of Yuexian Building.

The purple kite powder is heavy and very unnatural, as if a smile will drop a lump of powder, but her body is extremely charming, walking like a snake, writhing exaggeratedly, she laughed a few times, "Sister, your tea is cold." Eh, what kind of tea is this, even the fragrance of tea is gone. If my sister doesn't dislike it, I still have a good Biluochun there, and I will send someone to send it to my sister another day. That was the young master who knew that I liked tea, so he sent someone to find it for me. ”

She raised her eyebrows, extremely proud.

Shen Qingjun was not ashamed, she giggled a few times, "Then thank you sister, no need to change the day, just today, I'll go with you to get it." ”

Purple Kite didn't seem to expect Shen Qingjun to be so cheeky, she originally wanted to show off, but it can be seen that Shen Qingjun's face remained unchanged, and she also paid for the best tea, so she responded with a smile and walked to the side.

Qingluan bowed and smiled. Recently, she has become more and more vegetarian in powder, less vulgar and glamorous fat powder, and more elegant and light, those eyebrows and eyes are indeed very similar to Shen Qingjun, she smiled, "I've seen my sister." ”